| The Circle is not around | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| every something is an echo of nothing | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Once a dream did weave ashade, O'er my Angel-guarded bed, That an Emmet lost its way Where on grass methought i lay. He has dreams. We have dreams. You have a dream. A tree has a dream. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| gliding o'er all | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Gliding o'er all,through all, Through Nature,Time,Space, As a ship on the waters advancing, The voyage of the soul-not life alone, Death,many deaths i'll sing. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| lets dance on a palm tree | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
She wanted to dance on a palm tree | and see her images on the river but there is no palm trees on the street and the water shows no images. We should be stronger than our ego.Death is a result of the movement of the nature.Nature needs to die and born.
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